Darling I'm sorry I brought a guy home to sleep

So yesterday qing di (err.. translated to love's opponent. And that is another story. He's just my good friend) called me out for supper. After that he suggested coming to my place (since my parents is away and he is currently unemployed) to watch soccer. Yes, at 4am.

And this morning I told Mrs Tootsie about it and she starts asking weird question. This is our msn conversation:

Mrs Tootsie >> says:
darling really my qing di slept with u?

Mrs Tootsie >> says:
hahaha

I though by the "hahaha" she was playing with me so I played with her.

Me => says:
ya la

Me => says:
he slept on the sofa

Mrs Tootsie >> says:
oh why leh

Mrs Tootsie >> says:
so pitiful

Mrs Tootsie >> says:
i tot the other room?

Me => says:
he dun want leh

Me => says:
so i squeeze on the sofa with him

Me => says:
naked

Me => says:
we shared a blanket cos it was so cold

Me => says:
but luckily our bodies warm each other up

Mrs Tootsie >> says:
yerrrrrrrrrrr my god

Mrs Tootsie >> says:
really?

My god! she actually believes me.

I admit I got lotsa gay traits... like..

1) I love shopping
2) I got obscene amount of clothes.. would have obscene amount of branded clothes, shoes etc if I were rich
3) I faithfully apply sunblock everyday before I go out
4) I have started on anti aging
5) I have gone for manicures
6) Would have gone to pluck my eyebrows if not for my Mum telling me it'll change my life and not do it.

But still.. My god! she actually believes me......